Friday, December 05, 2008

We're watching you.

I am not done yet!
That is what I yell at T when she is trying to cut in line.

There are three generations of Moms currently occupying my
personal space.
The nerve!!
They have turned my son against me!
He hardly recognizes me anymore.
He screams and slaps me in the face and claws at my eyes.
But not in the playful way that he used to.

I tell him, I say "that hurts my feelings boy!"
And then he just smiles and giggles at me.
What a jerk.

An adorable jerk.
My jerk.

I hope all is well.
I been trying to talk to some people.
It is not that easy to do.


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